Butler citizen. [volume] (Butler, Pa.) 1877-1922, 1887-09-23

from the condemned men, and all OBJ
seryations had to be taken from the
/ outside of the cage, about ten yards
from the cell-door 1t could be dmly
seen that each of the condemned men
made ostentatious efforts at GOODNESS
and bravado. They took seats at
their cell doors, and read newspapers
and books, smoked cigars, and once
Lingg, the bomb-maker, whistled.
Their wives and friends had been
with them for an hour during the
morning, but about thirty minutes
before the news came they were all
excluded and the prisoners locked up,
each alone by himself.
Sheriff Matson had remained away
from the Jail. By his orders during
the night the guards had all been
dou bled. Including the court bailiffs
there We're twenty of the Sheriff's
men on duty, ten turnkeys and
guards that are on regular duty at
the Jail, and sly policemen who pa
trolIed the alleys on the outside.
Capt. Setback brought with him four
detectives this morning, who were
stationed in the Jail courts. Upon
Capt Setback the protection of the
| jail devolves He processes to expe-
rience no uneasiness from any at
tempts to break into the Jail and says
he has taken every precaution.
A FURTHER APPEAL
A reporter was Capt. Blacks first
infor mant of the decision. During
the moments occupied in giving the
Anarchists senior counsel the dread
information his face was study.
His under jaw dropped down, the
right hand went up to his forehead
with lightning-liko jerk, and the
Captain gasped:-"Is it possible?
Seven men to hang" Great as was
bis apparent surprise, his manifesto
tion of disappointment was greater.
"The only remaining course for US to
pursue" said he, sis to take the case
to the United States Supreme Court.
| shall Immediately 60 before the
Supreme Court at Ottawa and ash
for reasonable time to secure a certi-
fed transcript of the record.
NINA IN TEARS.
CHICAGO, Sept. 14-Nina Van
Zandt was one of the first Visitors at
tie county Jail today. She came be-
fore the news of the Supreme Court
| decision had reached the city and
hung about the Jail for over an hour
whispering to August Spies. her
proxy husband, through the wire net
ting of the visitors cage. She left
in ignorance of Spies fate and went
shopping. Not long afterwards she
heard the newsboys crying out the
extra newspapers and turned pale as
she heard their shouts. Hastily call
ing a lad she bought paper. AS
she read the startling headlines her
lips quivered pitifully, her cheeks
blanched and her eyes filled with
tears she struggled bravely to sup
press. She clinched the paper in her
nerveless hands and tried to read it,
but her emotion was too great. She
had to give it up. She went swiftly
to the Jail and pleaded for admission,
but it was denied her until the regu-
lar afternoon visiting hours, nor
could her tears and entreaties move
the turnkey: Early in tbs afternoon,
however, she returned and sobbed as
though her heart was breaking while
waiting for her lover, though she
was more composed when he came
from his cell. They whispered to-
gether for an hour and halt until he
was again locked up, whon she turn
cd slowly away; and, pulling veil
over her tear stained face, lett the
Jail.
Were you surprised at the result,
Miss Van Zandt?" asked o repor-
ter.
NINA TALKs.
"1'm never, never, never going to
say another word to reporter" she
passionately declared, her eyes flash
ing Indignantly through the veil.
"They have all traduced me and ma
ligned me 80 one has said good
word for me-" Then she repented
and added mournfully, "but what's
the use of getting mad? Yes, | am
surprised at the result. The lawyers
and many of my friends had led ME
to believe the verdict would not be
sustained and my sorrow is all the
heavier because of my false hopes
But they will never dare to murder
them,n she said with half sob, and
then, annoyed at the crowd that had
gathered, she walked rapidly home.
4 No one could gain admittance to
the house. Her father stood guard
at the door and summarily fired all
intruders. Is Mrs. August Spies
at homegn the reporter ventured to
ask the worthy old man. "Miss
Nina Van Zandt is not at home, "
hotly retorted Mr.. Van Zandt.
"Who is it papa?" asked the young
lady, who had evidently been listen
ing. Never mind" said her father
dicisively, and to cut matters short
he slammed the door with Q vicious
bang and locked it.
MRS. PARSONS TALKS.
Mrs Parsons, the peppery wife of
A. r. Parsons. one of the seven con-
demned to hang, who has achieved
notoriety through hot Anarchist
speeches here and in the East refused
to believe the news.
"Bah," she spit out spitefully at a
reporter who tried to interview her.
"Bah, you're talking nonsense.
You slayes to the dollars of the cap
italist dare not tell the truth. I'll
not believe it." When the news
confirmed later she shouted boast
fully to knot of friends, "Aet the
hell hounds hang them if they dare.
| tell you revolution is at hand,
and if they hang these men for speak
ing the truth this city will see more
blood than it ever saw in its streets
before"
"Take care, Lucy" warned one of
her friends. "There may be detec-
tive around"
Detective" scornfully retorted
the angry amazon, "what do | care if
there is a detective around? / am